"Greetings, Imperial Scion!"
Xiao Ming dropped to his knees in excitement, his voice even trembling slightly!
Even Qin Wuyou had not expected Xiao Ming to react like this.
"Get up!"
Qin Wuyou stepped forward to help Xiao Ming up, but Xiao Ming refused to rise. Only after insisting on knocking his head loudly against the ground several times did he speak, his voice choked with tears. "I kneel on behalf of my parents! After I was driven out of my lineage, they murdered my parents too, and no one dared collect their bodies. Only you, Imperial Scion, defied every obstacle to bury my parents and erect their gravestones! I will never forget this kindness as long as I live!"
At Xiao Ming's words, Qin Wuyou's thoughts seemed to drift back to that time several years ago.
Just as Xiao Ming had said, after rescuing him, Qin Wuyou had naturally gone to the Primordial Divine Mountain. There, he had found Xiao Ming's parents' corpses hung up for public display, with no one on the entire Primordial Divine Mountain daring to collect them.
Only when Qin Wuyou intervened as the Qin Family Imperial Scion had Xiao Ming's parents finally been buried.
To Qin Wuyou back then, it had been no more than lifting a hand, but to Xiao Ming, it was a kindness vast enough to flood the heavens.
"Get up! What happened back then is in the past. Now that you've achieved success in cultivation, if your parents know of it beneath the springs, they'll surely be able to close their eyes in peace!"
Qin Wuyou sighed and pulled Xiao Ming to his feet.
Looking at Xiao Ming before him, he felt the kinship of two people afflicted by the same suffering.
Xiao Ming had only been thirteen when he endured